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// Girl's night out 
// Story: Just a bit too much whiskey 
// by Flames173 
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	Lyra woke up and rubbed her eyes. She checked her alarm clock. It kept flashing 12:00.
"Damn. I have to fix this thing every day." she said to herself as she reset it according to the clock on her wall. "Will this thing ever stay fixed long enough to go off at 8?"
When she finished with the alarm clock she went into the living room. Her roommate and best friend Bon Bon was sitting on the couch watching TV and reading a book. "Morning Lyra." she said not looking up from her book.
"How did you know I was here?" Lyra asked.
"I heard your door open." Bon Bon's eyes scanned the page of whatever she was reading.
"Ahh. I see. Hey you want anything?" Lyra was digging around in the fridge.
"No, I've already had breakfast. Hey, why haven't you been waking up early anymore?"
Lyra pulled out an apple and took a bite of it. "I need a new alarm clock." she said, her mouth full of apple.
"That sucks. And a word of advice. Talking with your mouth full is very sexy." Bon Bon added the last part sarcastically.
"Yeah yeah, I know. I've heard all of your tips to get a stallion." Lyra took another bite of her apple.
"I know. Just looking out for you." Bon Bon said with a smile.
"So, whats up with you?" Lyra sat on the couch next to her friend and finished the apple. (3 bites, a new world record)
"Not much, but do you remember what day it is?"
"Sunday, but I'm guessing by your question there's more."
"Your so smart."
"Yeah I now, so what day IS it?"
"Don't you remember silly?"
"Obviously not."
"Its girl's night!"
"Its been a month already?"
"Yeah."
"So where are we going tonight?"
"Three bars have an all you can drink deal tonight. Here are the ads." Bon Bon ripped a page out of the back of the book she was reading and gave it to Lyra. What was she reading? There weren't any words! Just chicken scratch. BUt she seemed content with it as she turned the page and read more.
"Umm Bon Bon. This is an ad for a job at Hoof Slammer. The night club that our parents forbid us from going to."
"Flip it over."
Lyra did so. "Oh, I see. Lets go to Chill's. It only costs 7 bits there and I know the owner so I get a discount."
"All right. What time is it?"
"5:30"
"Wow, you really need a new alarm clock."
"Yeah, I know. Ooh, lets get a new alarm clock and set it up, by the time we're done, it should be time to go."
"All right."
The two went to the electronics store and bought a simple alarm clock. When they returned home, Lyra did her thing and tried to set it up without help while Bon Bon read the instructions. Bon Bon finished and helped Lyra out. When they got the clock set up, its was 7:00 and starting to get dark.
"TO THE BAR!" Lyra shouted.
"I'll get my purse." Bon Bon said.
"Don't, you'll be drunk, pretty hard to stop a thief from stealing your purse when you're drunk."
"Good point. To the bar!"
The two fixed their make up and went to the bar. When they arrived, they got the all you can drink deal for 5 bits each.  After half an hour, they were both completely wasted. Lyra was trying to talk to Bon Bon and utterly failing when a familiar red stallion walked up. He tapped Lyra's shoulder and tipped his head off to one side pointing to a door.
"Jew gawna po?" he said obviously drunk.
"Slur." Lyra said. Oh the irony.
The red stallion put a hoof on Lyra's back for balance and they headed over to the door. Lyra opened it and they walked in. The stallion shut it. Ok screw it, we all know who he is right? I'll just start using his name. There was a single bed in the room. Big Mac locked the door and Lyra flopped onto the bed. Big Mac walked over, then it happened. I don't mean it as in a kiss or a hug or some other kiddish relationship thing, when I say it i mean it.
After an hour or so, Lyra and Big Mac left the room. Lyra went over to Bon Bon, sat on the stool next to her. Poked her friend's sleeping body until she woke u, then failed at making conversation. Again.
"Sue wart lappened?" Bon Bon asked.
"I bone now." Lyra responded.
They looked at each other confused as to what happened.
"Pee shoe gaw." Bon Bon said.
"Po, nee lood doe." Lyra said.
The bartender walked up.
"You two realized you both just suggested to leave right?" he said.
"Ho do yuh lund uh sternd?"
"Trust me, working at a bar serving all you can drink for 10 years teaches you how to speak drunkenese." he said with a wink.
The two mares got off their stools, put their hooves on each other's backs and wrapped tails for balance. They headed home. Sure it was dangerous walking home drunk in the sense of risking sexual assault. But they just looked like two lesbians the way they walked. They got home and both lied on the ground. They didn't care where they were, they were drunk, they didn't KNOW where they were. They looked at each other, Bon Bon lying on her back, Lyra on her stomach. They stared into each other's eyes for a few seconds then laughed. Laughed like an stereotypical bloated old man. You know, kind of deep and muffled. Then both of their heads fell to the ground and they fell asleep instantly. I wonder what they dreamed of. Were they dreaming of pink little puppies who barfed rainbows and drank from rivers of sugar water? Or was it unicorns, no wait, they normally see unicorns, why would they dream of unicorns? Maybe they dreamed of magical humans flying through the air and farting rainbows and spreading love and magic wherever they go. No, that sounds too acid trippy. Eh whatever. Who cares what they're dreaming of, its not like it effects the story one way or another!